A couple in a bar looking up
“Claire, finally,” he said with that stupid grin on his face. The girl beside him, Vanessa, smiled back and looked up at me as if she had won.
“Ethan,” I tried to speak, not knowing what to say, but he interrupted me.
“Listen, Claire. It’s better that you know now. I don’t have to hide it anymore,” he said carelessly. “I’m in love with someone else. It’s over between us. It’s finished.”
Just like that. No hesitation. No remorse. I wanted to scream, cry, slap him, but somehow I just stood there, numb.
A woman in a jazz club looking upset
Suddenly, Madison took my arm, murmured something about how Ethan would regret this one day, and led me outside.
I did not even notice that she drove my car straight to her apartment until she sat me down on her bed, where I finally broke down.
The next morning, after barely sleeping, I decided to go home and confront him. Maybe he would come to his senses.